Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Magic Moments - Childswork

Today is my second bi-monthly post for November over at Childswork.  

Today I'm giving thanks for rare magical moments.  And it's all girly and touchy-feelie and heartfelt and crap.  So go eat that mushy garbage up, cause you never know when it'll happen again...it's rare and magical.  

Oh!  OH!!! Do you see what I just did there??  BAM!!!  God DAMN I'm good!  Good for you Jim!  Good for you!

And if I don't post again before turkey day, Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

"Thanks for the Unicorns"
More of a figurative unicorn really, but you can't take pictures of figurative unicorns.


  1. Hi Jim, This is one of my favorite Emmet Fox writings. Thought you might like it:
    As long as we insist upon telling God his business, nothing very much can come of our prayers.

    The ox, the mule, the donkey, will obediently pull your plow or your cart, and take them where you want to go; but you have to know where you are going and how to get there. The unicorn will not do chores. He will not pull a cart or turn a mill. He will not take orders. The unicorn knows where he is going, and it is always somewhere you could not choose because you never heard of it, and in your present consciousness you could not even dream that such a place could exist.

    Nevertheless, there are such places, and the unicorn knows them, and is not interested in anything less. Some day it may happen, probably when you least expect it, that the unicorn will suddenly appear at your side, eyes flashing, nostrils quivering, pawing the ground with impatience. When that happens, do not try to put a bridle on him, or to look for some task for him to do. He will not do it and there will be no time. No sooner, seemingly, has he appeared than off he will go again. So do not pause, but leap on his back, for he is a flying steed, and he wings his way to the gates of the morning.

    On that ride problems are not solved – they disappear.

    Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy crib? Canst thou bind the unicorn with his hand in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee? (Job 39:9-10